The days are harder
When it’s bright outside
And the time has changed
You fake a smile
But you’re feeling the same
The days are harder
When you know you haven’t slept
And you open your eyes
Same eyes that have wept
Done with compromise
The days are harder
When you realize that it’s real
That pain means you can’t imagine the past,
Live a make-believe all at the same time and heal
But you tell yourself: “Today is gonna be the last”
And you wish it gets better
Or whatever comes before second best
Because if the days are harder
Then the nights must be the hardest
Nov 25, 2020
Nov 25, 2020 at 8:37 AM UTC
The days are harder
When it’s bright outside
And the time has changed
You fake a smile
But you’re feeling the same
The days are harder
When you know you haven’t slept
And you open your eyes
Same eyes that have wept
Done with compromise
The days are harder
When you realize that it’s real
That pain means you can’t imagine the past,
Live a make-believe all at the same time and heal
But you tell yourself: “Today is gonna be the last”
And you wish it gets better
Or whatever comes before second best
Because if the days are harder
Then the nights must be the hardest